<html aria-label="message body"><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space; font-size: 22px;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Nothing Twice</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Nothing can ever happen twice.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">In consequence, the sorry fact is</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">that we arrive here improvised</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">and leave without the chance to practice.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Even if there is no one dumber,</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">if you’re the planet’s biggest dunce,</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">you can’t repeat the class in summer:</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">this course is only offered once.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">No day copies yesterday,</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">no two nights will teach what bliss is</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">in precisely the same way,</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">with precisely the same kisses.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">One day, perhaps some idle tongue</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">mentions your name by accident:</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I feel as if a rose were flung</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">into the room, all hue and scent.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">The next day, though you’re here with me,</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I can’t help looking at the clock:</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">A rose? A rose? What could that be?</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Is it a flower or a rock?</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Why do we treat the fleeting day</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">with so much needless fear and sorrow?</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">It’s in its nature not to stay:</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Today is always gone tomorrow.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">With smiles and kisses, we prefer</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">to seek accord beneath our star,</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">although we’re different (we concur)</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">just as two drops of water are.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>- Wisława Szymborska</span></div></body></html>